We are having a fantatstic weekend - just half an hour now to write this and catch up with stuff before starting to cook dinner for our friends arriving at eight.
Trx is in the shower and dressing, and I've just got the kids off to bed. Early (7pm) but they are knackered form yesterday and all ready for an early night.

Holwell yesterday was the perfest antidote to the tension of the last couple of days. Mervyn's 80th birthday. D and K were there, looking well and happy together, with their dog George, a fabulous labrador who is really good natured and had a great time rolling around all afternoon with the kids in the meadow. G and V came over too, with their son's (Trx cousins) fresh back from a week's skiing at Whistler.
It was great to see the old man on such good form, and the bench we bought him went down a storm. he was delighted with it and quite obviously had a good day.
Everyone is very aware that we must take these now while we can and there may not be many more - but who can tell?
It was after ten by the time we got home, and on the doormat was our first ever Easter card from my parents.
Not entirely sure what that is all about.
They're away in the caravan this weekend so I won't be able to ask her about it for a few days.
Is it just an acknowledgement of our moving forward in faith, or a gesture that she is reaching out for guidance in a similar direction??

Either way, the service this morning put everything into place and convinced me so much that this is absolutely the right path to take and the right thing to do.
Got there for 9.30 and helped blow up the balloons on a helium thingy, then set out tea and coffee at the back to serve afterwards. Got half an hour in the kitchen again with * and re-commenced the War Games we started a few weeks ago. She really could be quite a challenge, I think, if everything else wasn't hanging together nicely at the moment...
We work well together doing refreshments and her spirit lifts mine.
Harvard is worthy of her. Double first in classics at Oxbridge. Smarty pants.
Hey ho.
Focus.

There were nearly 80 people in the church by the time 11.00 came,a nd the vicar was himself on top form. He';s been with us 6 years and this is his first service in the old building too. We have some logistics to iron out and a few things didn't work (mainly sound levels and length of communion) but I haven't been so moved by a service for a long time.
Sat for half an hour with KR and two others later, in peace, restful prayer and reflection.
More than ever now I feel Him calling me in this direction.
I am where I am meant to be, of that there is no question, and everything seems moving well. Prayers have been answered and peace restored.
A resurrection indeed, in every sense.

I need to cook now.
Mushroom pilau with wild rice and asparagus.
Yummy

I have never met Trx friend's husband who comes tonight.
But he is a muso, and went to Goldfrapp recently.
Has teenager daughters too, and is a 'lapsed' but confirmed catholic.
Should be an interesting evening